Ever since the day we broke up, I had blocked and deleted Dustin Hayes from all my contacts.
I hadn't expected him to track me down all the way here.
"Do you want me to go talk to him..." Robert Ellis offered.
"No need, I'll handle it," I said.
Slipping on a jacket, I walked out to the gate and saw Dustin leaning against the wall.
It had been a while since I last saw him. He looked incredibly haggard, completely stripped of his former confidence.
He seemed slightly drunk, his gaze a bit dazed, looking vulnerable and dejected.
"Scarlett, aren't you going to invite me in?" he said. "I've been drinking. You used to always make me hangover soup."
I frowned slightly. "Sorry, we have nothing to do with each other anymore, and I don't see any reason for us to sit down and talk. Please lea
